Sunday, July 11, 2010

Fat Birds.

This morning I wrestled the boy into these shoes just fine.
By the time we got off the train he had blown them apart with a growth spurt.
So I carried him from the park to the store and I bought him a new pair of shoes.
Twas the first time I bought him shoes and it felt great.
But it was sad because he had had the old pair since before he even needed shoes.

So I carried these home, I thought about leaving them for another Packer Backer, but it seemed unlikely that fans of that size live in the City.

I can't throw them away just yet.
Not yet, not right now.

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